Buzz——
An Yan felt that his ears were filled with extremely irritating and lingering noises. His whole body seemed to be withdrawn into a strange and magical space, with hundreds of thousands, millions, and hundreds of millions of colorful thin lines. Flying by.
I was struggling, swimming, and unable to escape in the whirlpool composed of these thin lines.
Suddenly, his consciousness dimmed again, and everything began to fragment like a mirror, turning into a pitch black nothingness. Slowly, his consciousness began to recover again, like thick colored ink smearing on a canvas.
He saw a huge light group shining with gold and white light, like the sun, warm and surging, with flames lingering and dancing around it.
On the other side of the light group, there was another dark purple and black ball no bigger than a fist.
These two light balls with obvious contrast, one large and one small, each extend a stream of light and are connected together, transporting their own light to each other and absorbing the other's light.
Two things that were obviously unbalanced and equal seemed to have a strange harmony at the moment.
The light delivered by the golden and white light balls enveloped the dark purple and black balls, covering them like liquid flames, overflowing and dripping downwards.
snap——
In an instant, everything around him became clear.
The ground appeared, a flat, boundless, deserted ground. The golden and white mist of light dripping from the purple and black dark sphere was accumulating on the ground.
This is the Sea of Qi!
An Yan opened her eyes and could clearly feel the situation inside her body.
Although it can't be called a "sea" at all, just a small cluster of Qi, he has already taken the first step on the long road to immortality.
When he woke up this morning, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of enlightenment about the qi training method he had memorized yesterday, as if his mind had turned a corner while solving a math problem and it suddenly became clear.
An Yan felt that he had some kind of connection with everything in the world, as if all the pores in his body were opened, absorbing the "qi" around him all the time, entering the body and integrating into the circulation of the two light balls, falling into him In the "sea of qi".
Master Xuanyi said that there is a threshold for spiritual practice. Once you cross this threshold, you will be a fish into the sea.
A knock on the door interrupted An Yan's thoughts.
"Master An." Xiangyun called softly outside the door.
"Manager Wang is here."
An Yan heard the sound and thought to herself, maybe there was something going on with Yu Jingtang.
"I'll come out right away."
An Yan, who had just tasted cultivation for the first time, wanted to sit in meditation for a day, but he thought that doing so would easily arouse suspicion. Once the cultivation was exposed, the end might be the same as that of Miss Yu Wan.
An Yan dressed up and walked out of the room to see Wang Gui waiting for him in the yard.
"Master An." Wang Gui greeted An Yan respectfully. "The master asked me to ask Master An's birthday and horoscope."
"Excuse me, Mr. Wang, for a quick trip. Please follow me to the study." An Yan said with a smile.
"Master An, what are you talking about? This is your duty as a servant."
An Yan thought about it in his mind. He didn't know the date of birth of his current body, so he could only write down the birthday of his original body.
I calculated my birthday in my mind, and then wrote it on the paper.
The process of getting married in this era is very cumbersome, requiring three rules and six etiquettes, and the process takes a long time. However, according to Yu Jingtang, it is best to simplify the whole process and get married next month.
An Yan found it interesting when he thought about it. Wenren Yunjian was the Minister of Rites.
As soon as Wang Gui left, Yu Huanzhang came again.
"Brother Huanzhang, I thought you would never come to my place again." An Yan chuckled.
"Brother Wei, you still think of me as a narrow-minded person." Yu Huanzhang also said with a smile.
"Are you feeling better?"
"It's okay now."
"That's just right. Let's go to a good place with Brother Wei!"
Yu Huanzhang took An Yan's arm and started to walk out. An Yan had no choice but to break away and follow him.
"Brother Huanzhang is talking about Zifang?"
"It seems that Brother Yan has always been thinking about this place."
"..."
An Yan followed Yu Huanzhang to the side door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Yu Huanzhang's carriage was already waiting here. When he opened the curtain, he found that there was someone sitting inside.
It's the burly Yu Huanzhen.
"Brother Huanzhen?" An Yan asked in surprise.
Yu Huanzhen coughed lightly and said, "How are you doing, Brother Yan?"
Yu Huanzhang said with a smile: "This kid insists on coming together."
Yu Huanzhen said displeased: "What nonsense are you talking about? You obviously forced me to do this!"
There was a lot of space in the carriage, and the three of them were not crowded when they were sitting there. An Yan also heard during the conversation that Yu Huanzhen was indeed brought here by Yu Huanzhang, but he was only willing to follow him after hearing that Yu Huanzhang was going to Zifang.
"Don't make any noise when Brother Yan comes back. It will be terrible for me if my father finds out about this." Yu Huanzhen couldn't help but say.
Yu Wenjian's appearance flashed through An Yan's mind. This uncle's personality was somewhat similar to Yu Jingtang's, but he was also better than Yu Jingtang.
"Brother Huanzhen, don't worry."
The carriage drove into a busy area. There were many pedestrians on the street, and the speed also slowed down.
An Yan had never been to this street before. Through the small window of the carriage, he saw an extremely majestic loft in the distance. It stood out among the bustling city, as if the surrounding commercial streets were built around it. of.
On the plaque at the main entrance, there were two big characters "Zifang" written on it, but An Yan didn't see anything related to purple in this building.
"This place is so grand." An Yan couldn't help but say.
Yu Huanzhang said with a proud smile: "Of course, this Zifang is the most interesting place in Luoyang!"
There seems to be more than one attic in the Zifang area. There should be a wider space behind the courtyard wall. As An Yan thought at first, the scene of a beautifully dressed woman soliciting customers at the door did not appear. The main entrance of Zifang But it is very quiet.
If it weren't for Yu Huanzhen's reaction just now that he was afraid that his father would know that he was here, An Yan would have doubted whether this place was the kind of place he thought.
The carriage stopped at its main entrance. An Yan and the other three got off. Immediately, an attendant came over and led the coachman away.
Yu Huanzhang dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, and then strode towards the main entrance.
"Master Yu." The waiter at the gate recognized Yu Huanzhang and greeted him respectfully with a smile on his face.
Just inside the main entrance is an open front yard, surrounded by corridors. Some women can be seen here, but most of them are dressed as maids. An Yan took a closer look and found that even the maids were all very beautiful.
The front yard was still quiet, and Yu Huanzhang led the two of them and continued walking inside.
"Brother Yan, don't be impatient, the good things are all inside." Yu Huanzhang said with a smile when he saw An Yan looking at the maid.
An Yan was indeed not in a hurry, and there was no point in being anxious. He still remembered Master Xuanyi's warning in his heart. Even if this was really a place for doing business, it had nothing to do with him.
The three of them walked through another courtyard and arrived at the innermost attic.
An Yan thought that the prices of the two courtyards were different. The one inside was more upscale, and it was cleaner. There were not many maids around.
A beautiful woman wearing a beaded shirt and a skirt, with a fine appearance and holding a fan, came up to her.
"Master Yu, you haven't been here for a few days, Master Zhen is here too!"
Mr. Zhen...
An Yan looked weird when he heard this. This Yu Huanzhen didn't even dare to use his real name. Is his tutor so strict?
Yu Huanzhang chatted politely with the beautiful woman there, and soon Anyan was led upstairs and into an elegant room with a screen in the middle.
The room was filled with the smell of incense, and there were calligraphy and paintings on the wall that An Yan could not discern. The tables and chairs were made of precious red sandalwood. There should also be ice here, so the temperature was suitable.
Upon closer inspection, the layout here is even more elaborate than that of the West Garden Poetry Club.
An Yan couldn't help but secretly gasped. She sat on the futon and took a sip from the teacup beside her. She felt that the aroma was mellow, no worse than what she had drunk in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
What a high-end place!
Yu Huanzhang waved the waitress down first, and there were only three of them left in the private room.
"People who come to Zifang to play are either rich or noble. If no one recommends them, ordinary people will not be able to enter the main entrance." Yu Huanzhang said.
It's a membership system.
An Yan thought to himself, then asked after a moment of thought: "In such a big industry in Luoyang, the boss behind it is not a mortal, right?"
"I heard it's a woman." Yu Huanzhang said.
"Woman?" An Yan was slightly surprised.
"The rumors are true, but no one has seen it." Yu Huanzhang said while eating snacks there.
"Brother Huanzhang hasn't seen him before?"
Yu Huanzhang tilted his head and said, "Why are you meeting her? I'm just here for fun. Who she is is none of my business."
An Yan laughed: "That's right."
Yu Huanzhang then introduced An Yan to the women here who were proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and all of them had excellent looks, first-class temperament and figure. They were collected from all over Kyushu.
If you know anyone you know, you can name them, and you can choose from a group of women without waiting.
An Yan felt that this process was somewhat familiar.
"You can ask them to play strings and sing songs for you, or you can recite poems and have a chat to relieve your boredom."
An Yan pondered: "Are you a prostitute rather than a prostitute?"
Yu Huanzhang was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed loudly: "They are all sold out, how can there be such a difference."
After that, he looked at An Yan with a smile and said, "If brother Yan is interested, he will naturally do whatever he wants."
An Yan had a calm expression on his face. If he said he wouldn't do that, it would be too hypocritical and pretentious.
Yu Huanzhang gave some more instructions to the maid.
Not long after, An Yan saw a figure sitting behind the screen, and then a soothing music played.
Everyone here seems to like this tone, looking at the elegant decorations around them and the beautifully framed calligraphy and paintings on the walls.
Some people believe that it is a place where scribes gather and communicate, but who would have thought that it was a place for flesh and blood business?
Soon, beautiful figures walked in from the entrance. An Yan couldn't help but pause while drinking tea. He found that these women were as Yu Huanzhang said, all of them were very beautiful, and they were all wearing expensive dresses. , the temperament may be gentle, dignified, enthusiastic, or shy, each has its own merits. No one would doubt that they are girls from rich families. There is no affluence on their faces as An Yan expected, but instead they reveal nobility. They are exactly the same as the wealthy ladies that Anyan saw at the Xiyuan Poetry Festival, or even better.
An Yan was a little surprised. The boss of Zifang was really no ordinary person. These women couldn't all be born rich girls. To be able to cultivate them like this, they must have put in a lot of effort.
No wonder you need someone to recommend you before you can come in. Maybe the boss thinks that the women from Zifang are not worthy of a kiss.
"Greetings to the three gentlemen!" The dozen or so women stood side by side and shouted in unison.
"Brother Wei," Yu Huanzhang said with a smile on his face.
"You pick first."
Yu Huanzhen also said: "Brother Wei, pick first!"
Sitting there, An Yan looked at these beauties and felt as if he was selecting goods. At first, he thought that the women here would be a little angry and would only accept the customers he wanted.
But then I thought about it carefully, a woman in such a dusty place must have the capital to dare to refuse guests who can enter here.
With a quick glance, An Yan pointed at a woman who was more pleasing to his eye.
But Yu Huanzhang laughed at the side and said: "One is not enough! You, and you, all come with me. I see that my tired brother is impatient, so go directly to the guest room nearby."
An Yan: "..."
Yu Huanzhen's eyes were looking back and forth among the women, and he said: "Brother Yan, be happy!"
An Yan felt that this process was becoming more and more familiar. He got up and left the private room with the three women. They walked in the attic corridor for a while and entered another room.
This room is smaller than before, but the layout is still elegant and delicate. The screen has been removed and a bed has been added.
An Yan walked to the bed and sat down. The three women each introduced themselves, but An Yan didn't bother to remember their names.
"What do you know?"
"It depends on what you want to do, sir?" One of the gentle-tempered women responded softly.
"Can you wash feet?" An Yan asked.
The woman who spoke this time was stunned for a moment, as were the other two.
"can you?"
"Young Master's request, I will serve you wholeheartedly!" the woman who replied quickly said.
I have seen many customers who come to Zifang. Some are impatient when they come in, while others like to have some fun first. This foot washing...
No training!
"Let's play another piece of music and listen to it." An Yan ordered again.
"Sir, please wait a moment."
The three women looked at each other and quickly assigned their respective tasks. One of the women left the room, and the other two sat directly on the seats with musical instruments nearby.
"What music do you want to hear, Master?"
"Just play what you're good at."
A pleasant melody soon sounded in the room. An Yan lay down on the bed quite comfortably, pulled the pillow aside and put it under her head, closed her eyes and started to look inside.
He found that his Qi Sea had increased a lot. During this period, even if he was not actively practicing, he was still absorbing spiritual energy on his own.
But there was no reference, and An Yan didn't know whether his speed was fast or slow.
On the other side, Bixi came to the backyard.
"Foot-wash bucket? What do you need it for?"
"The guest in Guizi Room requested...to wash his feet."
"What kind of quirks does this person have?" the beautiful woman who had been familiar with Yu Huanzhang before murmured.
After a lot of twists and turns, Bixi finally found a foot-washing bucket and asked the maid to help move it up to the attic.
After Bixi left, the beautiful woman told the people around her: "Go and keep a full account for Young Master Yu, and ask my girl to wash your feet. What the hell is this request?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and found a woman standing behind him.
Different from them who are luxuriously dressed, this woman is dressed simply like an ordinary person in the city. She doesn't have any makeup on her face. She wears a waist-length skirt, a thick cross-collar, and her hair is wrapped in silk. She is completely an ordinary woman. people.
The only thing that was slightly inconsistent with her dress was her face. Her simple dress could not hide the beauty of her face. Her eyes were like almonds, and her temperament was steady and intellectual.
The beautiful woman was surprised when she saw this woman, and then she quickly bowed and saluted with a respectful expression.
"Master! Why are you so free today?"
The simple woman glanced at her lightly and said, "We have a distinguished guest at home, don't you know?"
"Dignified guest?" The beautiful woman looked puzzled.
"Who is in Guizi's room?" the simple woman asked.
"It was brought here by Mr. Yu Zongqian's family."
"The Yu family..." A gleam flashed in the simple woman's eyes.
"You are so aboveboard, you are really not afraid of death."
